The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Upon the Eight Trigrams, Guo Lin stood on the Black-faced Yang Fish, while Chen Dong's figure was on the White-faced Yin Fish.

Warily, Chen Dong instantly flashed away, but the Eight Trigrams pattern shifted along with his movements. The Yin Fish constantly shrouded him from start to finish.

'If I can't shake it off, then let's see what tricks you have.'

Guo Lin let out a cold laugh. "This is a domain I spent a hundred years comprehending from the sixty-four forms of the Eight Trigrams. I have never shown it to anyone. Today, you whelp will be the first to experience it!"

With that, he channeled a Yin Palm with his left hand, held his Yang Fist at the ready with his right, and struck out.

Before the force of the palm even reached him, Chen Dong instinctively tried to dodge, but a binding force from the Yin Fish washed over him. He had no choice but to block with his spear, using its momentum to deflect the blow. But the Yin Fish beneath his feet instantly flipped to a Yang Fish. The incoming Yin Palm abruptly became a Yang Palm. Chen Dong couldn't adapt in time and was sent flying by the strike.

He was blasted from the sky, crashing into a house below, which instantly collapsed.

Seeing this, the members of the Guo Family erupted in cheers.

"I knew this kid was all talk!"

"Look, look! He got knocked out of the sky!"

"He crashed right through the house! That had to hurt. Even if he's not dead, he must be on his last legs!"

Chen Dong rose from the rubble. The Yin Yang fish was still beneath his feet. The instantaneous change in technique had caught him off guard, but a single Yang Palm hadn't even broken through his Protective True Qi, leaving him uninjured.

Guo Lin spoke with arrogance. "Boy, since you have already reached the Inner Realm, let's not pursue matters of the past! I will protect Guo Lingtong, without fail. Compensate the Guo Family for its losses and serve as our slave for a hundred years. Then, and only then, will I allow you to leave!"

Chen Dong roared with laughter. "You delusional old man! You really think you've already won?"

"I appreciate your talent and am reluctant to kill you. Don't push your luck, boy!" Guo Lin said coldly.

Chen Dong channeled lightning to the tip of his spear. "For someone so old, you have a big mouth! My turn!" His figure shot out from the ruins, thrusting toward Guo Lin with the force of a thousand thunderbolts.

Guo Lin condensed Eight Trigrams True Qi with his left hand to block, while his right hand swung out in a Yang Fist.

The lightning at the tip of Chen Dong's spear struck the Eight Trigrams and was blocked for an instant. He raised his elbow to counter the Yang Fist, but the Yang Fish around him instantly flipped into a Yin Fish, and the Yang Fist followed suit, becoming a Yin Fist. A gentle, persistent force attached to his elbow and invaded Chen Dong's body.

Chen Dong's expression faltered for a moment, then the lightning on his spear flared even more intensely, piercing the Eight Trigrams and striking directly at Guo Lin's body.

BOOM! With a loud bang, Guo Lin plummeted from the sky and smashed into the rubble.

This sudden reversal of roles left the Guo Clan disciples in the pavilions stunned and speechless.

Having been hit by the trick a second time, Chen Dong finally understood this Eight Trigrams domain.

Guo Lin's figure flew up again. He looked a little worse for wear, his two-foot-long beard sticking straight out as if it had been put through a chemical straightener.

Chen Dong snorted. "Is that all? You dare call it a domain just because you're using the Power of Heaven and Earth to alter your Yin Yang True Qi? For an Inner Realm master, you are a true disappointment!"

The confidence had vanished from Guo Lin's face. He huffed, his beard twitching, and snarled, "I'll beat you into submission today! Again!"

Guo Lin mustered his True Qi, desperately calling upon the Power of Heaven and Earth. The Yin Yang Eight Trigrams cycled continuously between the two of them as he unleashed a storm of fists and palms.

Chen Dong had already figured out this 'domain' was nothing special. He simply met the constantly reversing Yin Fists and Yang Palms with brute force, stabbing out again and again with his Thunder Spear.

The two were once again locked in combat, the clash of spear and fist thundering without end.

However, this only lasted for a few dozen seconds. A cold glint flashed in Chen Dong's eyes. Seizing an opening during one of Guo Lin's Yin-Yang transitions, he sent him flying with a single thrust. Leveling his Thunder Spear, he roared, "Hand over Guo Lingtong, or don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Even now, you still dare to run your mouth!"

Every hair on Guo Lin's body was standing on end, but his face wore the smug expression of a successful gambit. "You must not have much True Qi left! An Inner Realm master calling upon the Power of Heaven and Earth consumes a massive amount of True Qi. For a mere Early-stage Inner Realm practitioner to battle me to this point is something you can be proud of!"

Countless question marks appeared in Chen Dong's mind. 'What the hell???'

'Does calling upon the Power of Heaven and Earth really drain that much True Qi?' Chen Dong didn't think so. With his Early-stage Inner Realm strength, he could easily command the Power of Heaven and Earth within a radius of several hundred feet.

As Chen Dong looked on in confusion, Guo Lin laughed heartily. "Haha, with my two-hundred-plus years of cultivation, even my True Qi is nearly exhausted. I refuse to believe a young man in his twenties like you has any left!"

As he spoke, he took a bottle of medicinal pills from his robes, shook one out, and swallowed it.

"Sometimes, a battle between Martial Artists is also a battle of wealth. Pills like this that can rapidly restore True Qi… a country bumpkin like you could never get his hands on one! You've probably never even seen a medicinal pill!"

Chen Dong couldn't understand why Guo Lin was so smug over a bottle of pills. His own True Qi reserves were incredibly rich, far from being exhausted. He hadn't even been using his full strength in this fight against Guo Lin. At this level of combat, he could fight for days and nights without resting.

Chen Dong watched the desperate Guo Lin with indifference and shook his head. There was no need to be so cautious against an Inner Realm master who had already played all his cards. With a wave of his hand, he began to draw upon the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

The sky changed dramatically as thunderclouds gathered, and a sudden peal of thunder boomed.

Guo Lin, who had just swallowed the pill, stared at Chen Dong in disbelief. His aged tongue trembled as if it had been zapped by electricity, and he was unable to speak properly.

He was horrified. 'He can't possibly have the reserves to command such terrifying Power of Heaven and Earth!'

BOOM! A bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket descended and coiled around Chen Dong. Bathed in the electric light, Chen Dong looked like a god or a demon. When the lightning dissipated, a violet-blue aura, almost solid, pulsed around him. The Thunder Spear in his hand sizzled and crackled.

"Old man, if you won't hand over Guo Lingtong, then die!"

Chen Dong shot forward, his speed unbelievably fast, on a completely different level than before.